The following account was recorded in the agent's log during your transmission: Tons of bright, colorful balloons are tied to rusty farm equipment, scattered across a vast, open wheat field under a clear, sunny sky. Umm, the air's got a warm, earthy scent and the wheat's swaying gently in a soft breeze... The sun's high overhead, casting no shadows, and a huge, perfectly formed crystal cave somehow rises out of the ground, reflecting all the colors of the balloons in its facets. The sound of gentle, soothing humming, like a bunch of quiet engines, is coming from within the crystal cave.